Ever since an incident when I was a child and I had a bunch of my hair picked out of my head by one (it put it in it’s nest) I have been petrified of emus. They are gross devil birds. I have no issues with any other birds, but if I am near an emu I will flip out hardcore. Even looking at a picture of one makes me anxious and uncomfortable.

There was this one time when George and I were in Port Douglas and we went to a wildlife park and had a tour of the kangaroo/wallaby section. I was not informed that there would be emus walking around this area freely, so when we walked in and I saw one I freaked. I don’t think the tour guide had any idea what to do. George decided it was time for me to face my fears, I used him as a human shield to keep a safe distance at all times. I honestly have never been more uncomfortable in my life.

So yeh, I have an emu phobia. They are evil.